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Chapter 498 Fengtian Zendi, Meng Zhengjun arrives

Zhao Rong returned to the wasteland camp before Chaoyang probed.

After resting for a quarter of an hour, Qian'er arrived on time and brought him an early morning breakfast.

After eating, Zhao Rong went out.

Originally, he planned to take Xiaoqian'er and Su Qingdai up the mountain together to enjoy the scenery along the way, but today is too busy, he has to make final preparations before Feng Chan, and also has to welcome the arrival of a certain old-fashioned woman.

So he had no choice but to give up and let Qian'er and Su Qingdai stay in the tent, but Zhao Rong was afraid that the two daughters would fight again, so he specially assigned tasks for them.

Qian'er reads the Book of Songs, and Su Qingdai continues to read the Mokish, both of which are beneficial to the realm of the two daughters... He turned around and wanted to thrust.

Zhao Rong set off with Li Bai and went to find Gu Yiwu and other students of Justice Hall.

All the people gathered, ready to go, and headed towards Jiyue Mountain.

Accompanying him were many officials from the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Industry.

On the way, Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu took the lead in walking ahead, the latter raised his head, glanced at the crisp autumn sky, and said:

"Ziyu, in the past few days, according to the arrangement you made earlier, my classmates and I have sent officials from the Ministry of Industry to build an altar on the top of Jiyue Mountain... and set up an altar on a hill at the foot of Jiyue Mountain to the east. The altar was opened and a second altar was built."

Zhao Rong nodded, saw some students showed some puzzled expressions, and patiently explained:
"Feng Chan and Feng Zen, the so-called "Feng" means offering sacrifices to the heavens and repaying the merits of the heavens. The so-called "sacrifices" means offering sacrifices to the earth and promoting the virtues of the earth."

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the top of Mount Jiyue in the distance, "Although we don't know what the ancient rituals of Fengchan are, but Fengchan needs two altars, the Temple of Heaven and the Altar of Earth, so it should be unmistakable."

Gu Yiwu nodded, "Good."

Zhao Rong turned his head and said, "Is the second altar finished?"

Gu Yiwu immediately said: "I have been rushing to work day and night, [-]% of it is completed, and it can be completed today."

Zhao Rong exhorted: "Don't rush for quick success, follow the plan and process I gave."

Gu Yiwu took out a trekking stick, twirled it in his hand, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Ziyu, I'm supervising it, so there's no need to worry."

"Row."

Zhao Rong glanced at the dancing stick in his hand, but nodded without saying anything:

"Come on, let's go to the Earth Altar first."

Zhao Rong led the crowd to a small hill to the east at the foot of Jiyue Mountain.

This mountain is heavily guarded, surrounded by Dali soldiers.

On the top of the mountain, a brand new earth altar has been erected and is about to be completed. More than a dozen officials from the Ministry of Industry are supervising craftsmen to repair the altar.

Gu Yiwu walked ahead and introduced to Zhao Rong:

"Ziyu, according to the plan you gave, the altar is one foot two feet wide and nine feet high. There are three floors of the altar, surrounded by five altars of blue, red, white, black, and yellow emperors, and sealed with five-color soil..."

Zhao Rong listened, squinted his eyes for a while, and nodded slightly:
"Can rare animals and birds be placed on this mountain? It is used to symbolize auspiciousness."

Gu Yiwu nodded, "According to your order, half of the treasury in Dali has been almost emptied. As long as there are elixir and spirit beasts in Dali, they have all been placed on this mountain. This is already a treasure mountain. "

The burly Confucian scholar smiled, and pointed down the mountain with his walking stick, "Look at those troops, Mrs. Dugu is probably not at ease. A lot of property is here. When I informed her about this before, this lady still hesitated." It took a while before I agreed, probably because I thought we were taking the opportunity to fight the autumn wind again."

Facing his friend's joke, Zhao Rong smiled and didn't answer.

He turned his head to look at the hill, and ordered loudly:

"Tomorrow morning, your Majesty will go to the place of Zen ritual first... Wearing a bright yellow dress, first climb up this auspicious mountain, and play the solemn ceremony and music. At the same time, we will kill white deer, pigs, white yaks, etc. as sacrifices, my lord. Your Majesty boarded the five-colored earth altar, knelt down and made a big salute. At that time, as the presiding person, I will read out the book of praise and virtue, and declare to the earth the merits of leaving the court..."

The young Confucian scholar paused for a while, then turned his head and said suddenly: "By the way, whether the book of jade records that record merits and virtues can be buried under this altar is the most important thing."

Gu Yiwu nodded instead of other students, "I personally supervised and arranged it last night."

Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the curious crowd, and explained some kind of 'ceremony':
"It's not enough for me to read the imperial edict. It's just a formality, and it's for the hundreds of officials and thousands of people who are watching. The little emperor wants to walk Zen and sacrifice to the land, and he wants to talk to the earth. In the form of etiquette, Now, I choose to bury a book of jade in the soil, which records the merits of Dali, and it can be regarded as presenting to the earth to 'see'."

Gu Yiwu was a little emotional: "This ceremony is easy to understand, um, Tzuyu is still very good, and there are many methods."

At this time, a student next to him joked: "Mr. Zhao Xiao, it seems that this earth is indeed alive. Knowing our human language, it is convenient to communicate."

The students around smiled, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

However, Zhao Rong did frown slightly.

He looked at the earth altar he designed in front of him.

After a while, he sighed softly.

Although Zhao Rong is the one with the most profound etiquette skills among all the students, in fact, he doesn't have much confidence.

He used a buried jade book to present the gift of communication between the "emperor of the world" and the "earth", which is actually a middle-of-the-road move.

The main reason is that he really can't think of any other better way. Could it be possible for the little emperor to learn the language of the 'earth'?Chattering conversations?

Well, just thinking about this picture makes me feel outrageous...

And this is one of the two core ceremonies of the entire Fengchan ceremony in Zhao Rong's process arrangement.

Another great gift is 'the gift of communicating with the heavens'.

That is, at the end of the Fengchan Grand Ceremony, what was done at the Temple of Heaven on the top of Jiyue Mountain...

"Feng Chan... Feng... the merit of repaying the sky; Zen... the merit of repaying the earth... how can we communicate better..."

The young Confucian scholar murmured.

After a while, he came back to his senses and shook his head.

Tomorrow morning is going to enshrine the Zen ceremony, it is useless to hesitate and think too much now, the most taboo to do things is to change the course temporarily... Zhao Rong secretly said.

Then he took Gu Yiwu and other students, and all the officials circled the altar a few times, and after checking that there was no problem, he took everyone away.

A group of people traveled west all the way and boarded the Moon Festival Mountain.

On the mountain road, Zhao Rong pointed from time to time and arranged:

"Tomorrow morning, after offering sacrifices to the Earth Altar, Your Majesty will go west all the way up the mountain. Your Majesty will take a cattail cart with wheels wrapped in cattail catkins, so as not to damage the grass, trees, earth and rocks on the mountain..."

"We are Confucian scholars assisting Feng Chan. We must follow His Majesty's car closely, and we must not exceed one step. The specific behavior and etiquette have already been told to you. Go back to review at night..."

Gu Yiwu and other students nodded their heads.

About two hours later, Zhao Rong and the others finally arrived at the top of Jiyue Mountain with their sleeves fluttering against the autumn sun and the mountain wind.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows slightly.

He originally thought that the Moon Festival Mountain was a sacred place from the ground, and there should be many architectural relics left by the predecessors on the top of the mountain.

Especially the Primordial Li Clan.

As far as he knew, the Li people admired the high mountains and the bright moon. In Lidi, many relics were left on the high mountains or the places where the moon shines brightest.

For example, not long ago, Zhao Rong and others stayed in Xingzi Lake in Xingzi Town, where there was an ancient monument and a Xinghe trail...

However, at this moment, the first thing Zhao Rong saw...was a lake.

Or called Tianchi and the like.

This is a lake pool located at the top of the highest peak above the ground. The water body is deep and azure blue, and the bottom is invisible. It seems extremely pure, with a diameter of about one mile.
However, the lake is in the shape of a half moon.

Ever since, the other half of the open space on the top of the mountain is an open space.

The open space is desolate, without any buildings, complementing the half-moon-shaped lake.

The top of the mountain presents a roughly circular shape as a whole.

And in the center of this 'circular mountain top', there is an ancient tree about ten meters high, half of the root system is rooted in the ground, and the other half is facing the water, like a dividing line between a lake and an open space.

The tree seemed to be struck by lightning. There was not a single green leaf on the tree, and the whole tree was scorched black. The heart of the tree was hollowed out, and a huge tree hole appeared.

It is said to be a tree, but from Zhao Rong's position, it is almost a piece of dead wood inserted by the water.

This scene is a bit strange and mysterious.

But Zhao Rong doesn't understand Fengshui, so he can't see anything. As for whether to ask for help...it's a night owl...

At this time, the summit of the Moon Festival was quite lively.

With Xianyue Linv on duty nearby, Zhao Rong saw the figure of the plump Fengyi female officer of Lefang Division at a glance.

Well, of course it's not just because of her good figure, but because she seemed to be the first to notice their arrival and greet them.

In addition, the officials sent by Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu and the artisans of the Ministry of Industry are building a high altar not far from the lightning strike wood. They are working in full swing, and it seems that it is about to be completed.

Snow Silkworm ushered in with a group of Xianyue's divorced daughters.

Seemingly aware of Zhao Rong's curious gaze, the plump woman smiled softly and explained:
"Mr. Zhao, that lake is called Moon Lake, and it is said that it has a longer lifespan than the people of the previous dynasty..."

Zhao Rong nodded, and glanced at the snow silkworm who secretly arranged for the dragon coffin to enter the mausoleum last night.

Her face was kind, no longer the indifference and indifference of last night, as if she was not the one who let the living people be buried with her.

Zhao Rong didn't pay much attention.He turned his eyes away and turned to the piece of lightning strike wood.

Xuecan patiently introduced Zhao Rong and the others.

The latter listened carefully, nodding from time to time.

at this time.

In the distant sky, a gray light suddenly came.

Gu Yiwu said: "Ziyu, someone is here."

Zhao Rong and everyone stopped talking, and they all looked up.

In the blink of an eye, the gray light had landed on the open space in front of everyone.

But at this time, the sound of breaking through the air was long overdue.

Many accompanying ordinary officials were so frightened that they subconsciously fell to the ground. The momentum was indeed a bit like a meteor falling to the ground.

But this gray ray of light landed lightly, without even splashing a speck of dust.

The person who came was a middle-aged woman in a Confucian shirt, with old-fashioned clothes and deep nasolabial folds on her cheeks.

With her hands raised, she stood motionless, like a rigid statue of a god.

Who is it not Meng Zhengjun?
Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu looked at each other and walked forward.

"Mr. Meng."

The two took the lead, and the surrounding Xuecan and other people from Dali followed suit, obviously they knew the academy gentleman who had initially agreed to help Dali enshrine Zen.

Meng Zhengjun returned the salute sternly, then straightened his waist, and asked Xuechan and other girls first:
"How are the Empress Dowager Dugu and the Young Emperor?"

Xue Cang said in a sincere tone: "Thank you for Mr. Meng's concern. Your Majesty and Your Majesty are well and healthy. It's just that some people often talk about Mr. Meng every day after dinner and before going to bed. My Majesty and Your Majesty respect him very much... But today Mr. Meng kissed him." Now, after the Empress and Your Majesty know about it, they will be extremely happy."

"It doesn't have to be like this, what is there to worry about in the next rotten Confucianism." Meng Zhengjun shook his head.

She suddenly turned her head and said directly: "You have been waiting in Dali for many days, have you ever been rude?"

At this moment, this old-fashioned academy lady seemed to think of Zhao Rong and others, and spoke to them.

Zhao Rong calmly looked at her Ruju eyes, at this time his face showed some thoughtful expression, and he thought for a while:
"I don't think so...Brother Yiwu, are you being rude?"

Gu Yiwu quickly shook his head, "No, no."

Zhao Rong turned his head to the other students of Justice Hall and asked curiously, "Students, are you being rude?"

"No……"

"How dare you..."

"We are following the rules of the academy..."

All the Confucian scholars were chattering.

Zhao Rong nodded, and sincerely said to the expressionless Meng Zhengjun: "Mr. Meng, you are not being rude, don't worry."

The old-fashioned woman glanced at him, "Oh, that's them, what about you?"

Zhao Rong's smiling face froze immediately, and he said in a concentrated voice: "Mr. Meng, don't you trust me?"

Meng Zhengjun: "..."

Gu Yiwu and other students: "..."

The latter couldn't help casting admiring glances at the young Confucian scholars.

They secretly inhaled: As expected of Tzuyu, he directly used this old woman to slap her. I don't want us to just call her an old woman in my heart... Perhaps, this is the strong one.

"good very good."

At this time, the old-fashioned woman who stared at the young Confucian scholar for a while lowered her head, patted her sleeves, and looked at Zhao Rong with her hands behind her back, and nodded slightly.

Xuechan and the others who were watching carefully at the side saw that Meng Zhengjun left Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu in the cold as soon as he arrived, and thought there was a gap between the teachers and students of their academy.

At the moment, they didn't understand why they nodded quietly: It turns out that Mr. Zhao Xiao and Mr. Meng have a good relationship in private, and they can make such jokes, but Mr. Meng seems to be a bit impatient in front of outsiders. Yes, Mr. Meng seems to be a foreigner Hot and cold personality...

As if feeling that the gazes from other people were getting more and more wrong, Meng Zhengjun frowned slightly, waved his sleeves, and said directly:
"Students, keep busy, don't worry about me, sir, you still have a day to go, start the assessment on time tomorrow morning, and help the young emperor Dali to enshrine Zen!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhao Rong, Gu Yiwu and others to respond, she walked to the side of the cliff with her hands behind her back, squinting her eyes at the magnificent scene below the mountain.

It seems that they no longer care about them.

Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu exchanged glances.

After a while.

The young scholar shrugged.

Afterwards, he continued to tell the students about the arrangements for worshiping heaven at the Temple of Heaven tomorrow morning.

Not far from them, an old-fashioned woman stood on the edge of the cliff with a straight face.

The howling mountain wind couldn't even blow a single strand of her hair.

Meng Zhengjun glanced at a hill full of spiritual creatures and beasts on the east side of Jiyue Mountain, and the completed altar on the mountain.

It seems that even if it is far away, her eyesight can see there.

"Ah."

The old-fashioned female gentleman twitched her lips.

"Mr. Meng."

However, at this moment, a young Confucian scholar not far away suddenly called out to her.

The female teacher from the academy frowned slightly, and said coldly, "What's the matter?"

"Um... can you stand a little further away?" The young Confucian scholar said with a bit of embarrassment in his tone, "I have something to show everyone about this cliff. You are blocking my position."

"...!!!" Meng Zhengjun.

After a while, the female academy teacher walked away...

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